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could only come from too many entanglements.
    One too many, or her family wouldn’t have been hired.
    Speaking of family…
    Rose slipped her hand into her jacket pocket, feeling the cell phone’s cool metal
     against her palm. She should call them. Daisy, Gardenia and the others. Let them know
     she’d acquired their target.
    Her phone vibrated against her palm and she twitched in surprise. Lifting it out of
     her pocket, she read the text message that appeared.
    He’s my friend, little Rose.
    Hurt him…turn him in…and I’ll have to act
    However you do have my permission to torture him.
    I dare you—make him smile.
    -Saint
    Saint. Shit. She shouldn’t have been so careless. Everyone knew what he could do. How many times
     had her sisters told her to stay away from Wi-Fi—from all electronics—when she didn’t
     want Saint to know her plans?  And this particular vampire hunt was not one she wanted him to know about.
    He’d mentioned several times that she was his favorite from the demon side of his
     family tree, which is why he kept an eye on her, but that wouldn’t last long if she
     went through with the plan. Upsetting Saint by collecting a bounty on his roommate
     could be dangerous.
    On the other hand, this could be her last job for the vampires. One last hunt. As
     much as she liked her cousin, he’d spent too much time with humans on that computer
     game he’d created. He’d been sheltered. He didn’t know what life as a demon was truly
     like after the trials. He didn’t understand what she lived with every day. He had
     it easy…he didn’t talk to his siblings.
    So why was she still hesitating? Better her than another hunter. She and her sisters
     had a reputation for always getting the job done with the least amount of bloodshed.
     A six-pack of dynamite—each a gifted and sexually charismatic Halfling born of one
     infamously dangerous succubus and sired by a different human father—they were in such
     high demand that they could name their price. And the price for Mac was high enough
     that Rose could finally get out from under her debt to her family and start her own
     life. Finally be free.
    His voice was her problem. His beautiful brooding, bearded face was her problem. His
     body was definitely a problem. But most of all— his voice .
    Damn, it was sexy. Full of longing and loss, passion and regret. At least she knew
     that vampires couldn’t charm her kind. No creature could. That was why hunting was
     a valid demonic career choice. High demand and very little risk.
    Still, there was no denying her reaction to it, to him. Or the imp riding on her shoulder
     that told her she could wait a little bit longer to call in the cavalry. He wasn’t
     going anywhere.
    And he was singing one of her favorite songs.
    Between Saint’s warning and her reaction, she might have to make some quick adjustments
     to her original plan.
    Adjustment number one was obvious—sex. She was going to have to seduce him. To feel
     the scratch of his beard across her breasts and hear his voice growling her name as
     he spread her legs wide and took what he needed. Rose wanted him, so she would have
     him. When it came to these types of physical urges, she couldn’t deny herself. It
     was a family trait she’d learned to embrace. She would ride the Scottish vampire until
     her desire was sated. Feed off his passion as his fangs sank into her soft flesh until
     they were both consumed.
    It could take days.
    A soft moan drew her attention to the young woman sitting beside the blank-faced boy.
     Oh dear. The girl had her hand underneath the table, her chair squeaking loudly as
     she rocked back and forth, making it obvious to anyone that might be looking what
     she was doing as she sought her own release.
    “My fault,” Rose muttered apologetically, focusing on pulling herself together. The
     pushing wasn’t something she did on purpose—it was involuntary. Like the hiccups…only
     with orgasms.
    It was a